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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Man against the Sky by Edwin Arlington Robinson: The City trembles, throbs, and pounds
Outside, and through a thousand sounds
The small intolerable drums
Of Time are like slow drops descending.
Bereft enough to shame a sage
And given little to long sighing,
With no illusion to assuage
The lonely changelessness of dying, --
Unsought, unthought-of, and unheard,
She sings and watches like a bird,
Safe in a comfortable cage
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